A Good Chance of Bad Weather
Lyrics
She puts a cigarette to my lips
And all I can feel is her fingertips
And it's a strange kinda love and it's been forbidden
But we won't keep it hidden
Cut us and we will bleed
A love like a planted seed
Drown me in holy water
But kiss me before you leave
If broken hearts will fall apart alone
Then why am I still drinking on my own
If broken hearts will fall apart alone
Then why am I still drinking on my own
She's like a bitter fever dream
Been sown without a seem
Like an angel in some ways
Divine and yet obscene
I want to love you darling creature
I want to kiss your fucking soul
We had to make this bad decision
So we could call this house a home
If broken hearts will fall apart alone
Then why am I still drinking on my own
If broken hearts will fall apart alone
Then why am I still drinking on my own
If broken hearts will fall apart alone
Then why am I still drinking on my own
If broken hearts will fall apart alone
Then why am I still drinking on my own
Writer(s): GREG ALLAN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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